For the past few weeks I've been having this constant headache. I'm not stressed out or anything like that...I'm doing quite ok. Maybe it's the constant weather change or something....who knows.

Anyway - I didn't really feel like staying at City's (because my little cat is in heat, and I feel like such a bad mother by leaving her home alone) - so I was kind of trying to stay at my house by myself.

Naw...didn't work so well. City was like "yeah, I'll be over". And not that I didn't want him to be over. I'm just still really worried that we are spending too much time together. Like I don't want to ruin a good thing. I do care about City a whole whole whole lot.

So he decides that he IS going to come over and stay with me...which in the end I was really happy about. When I got off, he came to my house and we turned on a movie but immediately started talking....backs completely turned to the tv.

So---he asked me to move in with him.

Not into his apartment, but when he gets his house. I kind of pretty much froze....like...are you serious?

Not that I haven't thought about it, b/c I have....but only because I spend so much damn time at his place anyway. Basically, I pay rent at a place where I don't live. It's like -- weird.

Ohhh - another reason why I've thought about it, is because my sister asked/told my mom that she wanted her to move back out. And I know how much my mom and sister like living together...so I asked my sister the other day (well maybe even earlier that day) - if I moved out, would she let mom stay. She just said "I think you guys might be moving too fast". *No shit!!!*

Uhhh...I don't know. I don't know what to say at all. Wait, well I did say 'yes' - but I don't know. I was very adamant that I don't want to be on the lease (or co-owner of the house). I said if I did, I would be a roommate. And he said if it would make me feel more comfortable, that we could get a legally binding contract that renews every 6 months (ie if isht goes sour, then he can't kick me out...that this is something that we are doing together, etc).

We wake up...I am curious if he remembers any of this, b/c we were drinking in the process of this 4 hour conversation. He remembers every word. Every.Word.

I go to work...he calls me a little later and says that he is talking with his mom and brother about us moving in together and he'd have to call me back.

::frown::

Oh, I did tell him this morning that I did take a pregnancy test the other day when I went to my co-workers house. He said "I knew something was going on...b/c you have NEVER mentioned this girl...and you kept talking about giving the dog a bath. I knew something else was going on". He was a little upset that I didn't take it with him, or tell him before hand. But it's ok...we talked about it.

I'm thinking that maybe I should look at this as "I only live once....if it goes bad...it's just 6 months at the most". Do I think things will go sour - no. I honestly don't. But do we ever think things will go sour? Nada.

Oh, I got him a ring. I'll probably never give it to him though. But ya'll know I'm weird like that.....

Take that pound. #